Well, here goes my first Doctor Who story. There will be three chapters in total, all of which I hope to complete tonight. I'm not sure if all the facts check out with all of Doctor Who, but let's face it - A lot of the episodes barely do that anyway. You're coming in to the middle of an adventure here, but you'll catch what's going on fairly quickly. Set after season 6.
By the way, all the refrences check out as far as I know - from the Nazcas to the Lynx galaxy. Look them up if you wish. Hope you enjoy it!
Chapter 1: New Gallifrey
The Doctor dashed through the halls of a space vessel far beyond the technology level of the current time. He rounded a corner, then used his sonic screwdriver to take out a security camera. Taking a minute to catch his breath, he turned his wrist communicator on.
"River! Did you get off the satellite safely?" he shouted with urgency. There was a moment of silence, in which the doctor's hearts dropped. They soared again when the communicator crackled from the other end.
"Sweetie, did you ever doubt I would?" the other time lord told him.
"AhaHA! Excellent! Now, find a safe place to hide! I'll come and get you when things are taken care of here!"
"There shouldn't be a problem there – the vortex manipulator you gave me must have been faulty, I seem to be on Earth. Peru, actually. Well, what will become Peru; I'd estimate around 200 BC, maybe earlier. These Nazca really seem to enjoy my space suit…"
"Yes, yes, well, that can't be helped. I got it off an old time agent who was missing a wrist to wear it on...but never mind that. Just don't go fooling around with history. I don't want to have to deal with two time lord messes in one day!"
"Oh, just hurry up and stop him, Sweetie! I'll be fine! Yes, now that rock should go over there…"
"River! Ugh. No time to worry about that now." He pulled out his sonic screwdriver and scanned the hallway ahead. Checking the readings, he ran off down the corridor to the right. It wasn't long before he had to make a u-turn and head down the opposite corridor.
A few minutes of running brought him to a particularly large chamber, near the center of the space ship.
"Ah, Doctor! I was wondering when you would show up!" said a man sitting on a throne on the far side of the room.
"Well, I lose track of time every once in a while" the doctor stated. Then, he continued distractedly, "…Well, time loses track of me…Well, we lose track of each other at any rate. What's important is that I'm here now! And I've put a stop to your 'new archangel project', or whatever it is you were calling it."
The Master stood up, and started to laugh. "Oh, Doctor, Doctor, Doctor. Poor, naive Doctor. You may have mysteriously found your way through the guards, then miraculously hatched a pea brained scheme that only just manages to stop my Network at the last second on one main control satellite. Hell, knowing you, you might have found a way to do so on both main control satellites. But I can nearly guarantee that you did NOT manage to find a way to render them both useless at the same time!"
"Well, actually, I didn't manage to take out either satellite" the Doctor admitted "…At least, not yet, but before I get to that I-"
"Oh, here it comes," The Master started mockingly. "The big Doctor speech on how I made the wrong choices, but deep down inside I'm still a nice, kind, loving time lord who only wants to spread peace, love, joy, and flowers around the universe! Well, Doctor, you might as well not even bother, because you're WRONG!"
"Well, that might not have been what I was going to bring up, but-"
At that moment, the Doctor was cut off yet again; this time by the Master raising a finger. "Just a second, hold that thought. I have to take this." He pressed on an earpiece. "Hello? Well of course, who else would it be? …What?...What do you mean, all of them?! Even the Judoon? But that's impossible!...Phaser blasts? Yes, I am aware the Doctor never uses a gun!...The control room? That's impossible!…No…No!... I am positive that there's no need to check out the control room! I would have felt it if they had tried to destroy it, and the dual repair system would come online anyway! Go and check the other satellite, now!" The Master pressed on the earpiece again, sighed, and slumped back down into
"…Who was it?" The Doctor asked, innocently.
"Do you know, Doctor, how hard it is, to find good help these days?"
There was a strained silence. "…When you said you would have felt it if we tried to destroy the satellites…"
"Yes, yes, I mean I already connected my consciousness to the overall matrices of the network, rendering me part of the system as a whole," the Master said, as if he were talking to a fifth grader who had asked how to subtract.
The Doctor started to look worried. "You know, I don't think that was such a good-"
"Oh of course it was!" The Master said, starting to get annoyed. "This way, you can't just waltz your little mind into my system and use the collective thought power of this galaxy to, say, force me into the regeneration process, or rewrite your defeat, or some other near impossible feat that allows you to 'save the universe', and everyone goes home all hunky-dory because the big bad Master was defeated!"
"But if the satellites are destroyed-"
"You're not paying attention, Doctor!" the Master said with glee. "If BOTH satellites go down, I will be violently disconnected from the system. Violently, but NOT fatally. Besides, that would only occur if BOTH satellites were to go down! BUT, thanks to the dual repair and reconstruction system, if one of the satellites were to be damaged, the OTHER would automatically move to repair it with its own blueprint! You can't destroy BOTH unless you do it at the SAME TIME!"
"Master, just hear me out, we may not have destroyed the satellites, but we-"
"Hang on, we?" The Master asked, standing up. "Who's we?"
"…Long story, starts in a library, ends in a wedding. We don't-"
Once again, the Master raised a finger to cut the Doctor off, before pressing the earpiece again.
"Yes?...And you're sure the control room is open? Fine. No, leave them. Yes, that's all." He pushed on the earpiece one final time.
"Tell me, Doctor, how did you manage to find another time lord? And don't try and protect them, the control room doors would only open to a sample of time lord DNA."
"I didn't FIND her, she found me. Then I found her parents. Then I found her. Then we went through a span of finding each other. Quite a lot, actually."
"Hang on…Wedding?" The Master said, referring to the Doctor's previous statement. Realization dawned on the Master's face. "Ohhh…Ohohoho! You sly dog! You got married to another time lord! Wherever did you find her? Or is it a him? I've always wondered with you…"
"Her name's River, and as I already said, I didn't find her-"
"Hang on, I wasn't invited to the wedding!" The Master said, with an overly exaggerated fake pout. "And here I was, wondering when I would get the call to be best man!"
"Well, you WERE stuck in a time lock. Which reminds me, how did you manage to get out of that one?"
"Oh, now now now, Doctor, a magician never reveals his tricks! But I'll tell you, it wasn't easy. There were sacrifices; I used all but one of my remaining regenerations. And how I miss my lightning hands…But, I'm back, and ready to put New Gallifrey on the celestial map!"
"And how does taking over the Lynx Galaxy help you with that?" the Doctor asked.
"Well, I am going to need a LOT of energy to poke a new untempered schism in the fabric of space and time. Not to mention the sheer amount of rock and debris it will take to build a planet. So I thought 'where could I get such power?'. Then I realized – the supernova factory! The hottest star-birthing region in the universe! The Lynx Galaxy!"
"That doesn't explain the Archangel network you've worked so hard to set up," the Doctor pointed out.
"Well, I needed raw thought and consciousness to direct all that energy! Where to get that? The inhabitants of the Lynx galaxy! Don't you see, Doctor? This whole plan is eco-friendly! Nothing goes to waste!"
"Nothing except the countless lives you'll destroy!"
"Oh, please! What's a few average life forms compared to the dominion of the Time Lords reborn? I chose the least populated area I could find, come on! I'm practically a good guy now!"
"Master, I'm giving you a choice here. If you activate those satellites, you'll regret it for as long as you live!"
"Oooh, and why's that? Because the guilt would get to my head? Drive me insane? Well, I'll tell you, Doctor; I'm already there!" As he finished his sentence, the Master pulled an activation button from his pocket.
"No!" the Doctor yelled, running forward.
"Just think of it as a late wedding gift to you and your new bride! A new planet to repopulate!" And with that, the Master pushed the button.
Well, that's that, for chapter 1 at least. I'd enjoy reviews, as every author does, but I guess you don't have to if you don't have the time. Even a word or two would be cool – it doesn't have to be a fully-fledged critical review.